Jarrodâs sneer deepened as he probed, âThis man, is he Roscoe Watts by any chance?â
Nicoleâs frame tensed up immediately at the mention of his name.
Jarrodâs eyes narrowed, a glint of jealousy betraying his cool demeanor.
He dressed swiftly after concluding his business.
Looking down at Nicole, he suggested, âShall we go see him now?â
Nicoleâs expression congealed at his words.
Striving for composure, she clarified, âJarrod, Mr.
Watts is merely my doctor, nothing more.
Please, donât cause him any distress.
â
Jarrodâs gaze was frosty as he replied, âMr.
Watts? Well, I wouldnât have thought you preferred younger men.
â
âStop it, Jarrod! Have you lost your mind?â Nicole burst out.
âLost my mind?â Jarrodâs voice was biting.
âWeâll see just how mad I am when we meet Mr.
Watts.
â
He then scooped up his suit from the floor, wrapped Nicole in it, and hoisted her over his shoulder.
Nicole fought back in vain, shouting, âJarrod, you monster! Let me go!â
Ignoring her protests, Jarrod tossed her into the car and sped off to the hospital.
Coincidently, Roscoe was attending his shift in the emergency room, unaware of the impending storm.
Nicole, gripped by a sinking feeling, implored Jarrod again, âIâve told you, thereâs nothing between Mr.
Watts and me.
I swear it.
â
Jarrod glanced at her agitated features and snapped, âSpare me your lies!â
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The next moment, he yanked Nicole into the emergency room.
Bang! Nicole hit the floor.
Roscoe, alarmed by the commotion, rushed to assist Nicole, asking with concern, âNicole, are you alright?â
âMr.
Watts, we barely know each other,â Nicole whispered, withdrawing from his touch.
Roscoe reeled from her rejection, but the sight of Jarrod pieced everything together.
In a professional tone, he inquired, âHow may I assist you, miss?â
Nicole clutched the suit to herself, revealing bruise-marred legs.
She remained silent.